Far flung. Long from now. Distant time.
Future world. Off the rails. Into the
Personal odds. Personal time, space.
Lies. What can be believed? Lies.
Interface. Consciousness imagines. Creating reality.
Mirage. Inside. All’s inside. What’s
Free. The clock bangs zero.
Fickle. Reality. Such a thing? Slipping
2029. Five years hence. The blur.
Hive mind. Seven hours each day. On average people spend
Stoic machine. Arrival. Emotionless. Whirls and
Remnant. What’s left behind. Bits of bone.
Thick fog. Deep, dark. Impenetrable. Hidden.
Thought Machine. From out of nowhere they come.
Language. Creation speaks. Vibrations primordial,